245: Becoming the Holy Son

Inside a deep and mysterious Immortal Cave of the Haoyue Demon Palace.

A figure as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal was sitting peacefully cross-legged on a Cushion.

She wore a snow-white trailing gown, possessing unparalleled immortal beauty, skin as pure white as snow, vermillion lips, an apricot-blossom countenance, and slightly flushed cheeks. Her pair of cold eyes revealed a chilling temperament that looked down upon all living beings, like a lofty, transcendent snow lotus on an iceberg, untainted by the slightest speck of mortal dust.

This breathtakingly beautiful woman was precisely the Palace Master of the Haoyue Demon Palace, Ling Yanyun.

Just then, she suddenly opened her eyes, which shone like stars, and a seductive smile curled gently on her lips:

"Yang Lingchen, you truly have enormous guts. You broke my thousand years of Virgin Yin Essence, yet you still dare to come to my Haoyue Demon Palace."

"How should I deal with him?"

"Kill him? No, that would be letting him off too easily."

"Destroy his cultivation level? Torture him to death? No, that is too vicious."

"Imprison him and keep him as a Male Consort? No, I like women. How could I do something so ridiculous?"

"It's all the fault of this hateful bastard, causing me to lose all interest in women now."

"Forget it, I won't worry about him for now."

Ling Yanyun murmured softly... Time flew by like a white colt passing a crevice, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After half a month of careful recuperation, Yang Lingchen's injuries finally healed completely.

At the same time, he took time out every day to accompany Ye Wushuang in the haotian jade space.

As for the matters concerning the Great Yan Academy, he did not tell Ye Wushuang.

Yang Lingchen only said that he was being pursued by evildoers and temporarily couldn't return, instructing Ye Wushuang to Cultivate peacefully within the space.

Ye Wushuang, believing this completely, devoted herself wholeheartedly to Cultivation.

Naturally, Yang Lingchen did not forget Yan Gucheng's and She Xianger's storage rings.

When he opened the two people's storage rings, he was instantly stunned and speechless.

The storage rings of these two not only contained an extremely vast amount of Cultivation resources and rare medicinal ingredients, but also one item that excited Yang Lingchen beyond measure: Peerless Grade illusory void stone of excellent quality.

With these Peerless Grade illusory void stones, Yang Lingchen could build a world-spanning Teleportation Array between the Tianfeng World and the Tianwu Continent.

By then, he would be able to smoothly bring his family to the Tianfeng World... On this day, Yang Lingchen found Ling Xinrou and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, "Young Miss Xinrou, thank you for the great kindness of saving my life."

"There is no need to be so polite. I just happened to pass by, which is why I brought you back," Ling Xinrou said, parting her cherry lips slightly.

"In any case, I still have to thank you for this favor," Yang Lingchen said sincerely.

"Ouyang Yunfei, are you interested in joining our Haoyue Demon Palace?" Zhang Xiaoyue asked.

"Can I join too?" Yang Lingchen asked, his Face full of surprise.

"Of course. With your powerful strength at the fourth layer of the Great Emperor Realm, joining our Haoyue Demon Palace is absolutely no problem," Zhang Xiaoyue replied.

"Then how should I join?" Yang Lingchen asked impatiently.

He was quite interested in the Haoyue Demon Palace, because Ling Yanyun was the Palace Master of the Haoyue Demon Palace, and he had once solemnly promised her that he would find her.

"That's simple. As long as Junior Sister Xinrou says the word, you can join our Haoyue Demon Palace anytime," Zhang Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"Does Young Miss Xinrou have such great Face?" Yang Lingchen asked, full of curiosity.

"You might not know this, but Junior Sister Xinrou's great-grand-aunt is the supreme Palace Master of our Haoyue Demon Palace," Zhang Xiaoyue explained.

"Young Miss Xinrou, your great-grand-aunt is Ling Yanyun?" Yang Lingchen asked eagerly.

"Shut up! How dare you call out Old Ancestor Yanyun's name so presumptuously!" Ling Xinrou snapped, her eyebrows furrowed, glaring fiercely yet adorably at Yang Lingchen.

"Ahem, Young Miss Xinrou, I apologize! Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

Yang Lingchen quickly apologized awkwardly, but secretly thought, "I am still your Great-Grand-Uncle-in-law!"

"I'm telling you, never casually discuss my great-grand-aunt's name in private, or you will surely die a miserable death," Ling Xinrou kindly warned.

"If we discuss it here, she will know about it too?" Yang Lingchen asked, half-skeptical.

"Of course. Old Ancestor Yanyun is an existence who knows everything and is aware of everything," Zhang Xiaoyue said with a look of extreme adoration.

"Um, Young Miss Xinrou, I want to join the Haoyue Demon Palace. Can you let me Use Connections?" Yang Lingchen asked, grinning broadly.

"Come with me to the Elder Hall. I'll see about applying for you, but if your background is suspicious, you cannot join our Haoyue Demon Palace," Ling Xinrou said after careful consideration.

"No problem."

Yang Lingchen was filled with anticipation and interest regarding joining the Haoyue Demon Palace.

After all, here he would have the chance to interact with Ling Yanyun, and this was one of his original intentions for coming to the Tianfeng World.

Led by Ling Xinrou, Yang Lingchen arrived at the solemn and majestic Elder Hall of the Haoyue Demon Palace.

"Grandpa, why are you in the Elder Hall?" Ling Xinrou asked in surprise.

"Your Grandpa Zhang had something to do today, so Grandpa came over to help look after things," said a Grey-robed Elder whose gaze was as deep as an abyss and whose aura was profound and restrained.

This Grey-robed Elder with the restrained aura was precisely the Vice Palace Master of the Haoyue Demon Palace, Ling Tun.

"Grandpa, this friend of mine wants to join our Haoyue Demon Palace. Can you make an exception for him?" Ling Xinrou pleaded, tugging on the Elder's sleeve.

"Alright, alright, alright. Let go of Grandpa first. Grandpa just needs to ask him a few questions," Ling Tun said, revealing an incomparably loving smile.

"Okay then!" Ling Xinrou replied obediently.

Ling Tun's eyes immediately sharpened like swords. He stared intently at Lingchen and asked seriously:

"What is your name? Where are you from? Which Powers have you joined previously?"

"Junior Yang Lingchen, I am from the Great Yan Academy."

Yang Lingchen pondered for a moment, but ultimately chose resolutely to state his true identity.

Yang Lingchen had a fairly comprehensive understanding of the Haoyue Demon Palace.

As a top Demonic Sect Power, although the Haoyue Demon Palace's style of action was both righteous and evil, it maintained a strong sense of principle and bottom line in its conduct.

At the same time, the Haoyue Demon Palace was the only top Power capable of contending with the Firmament Sacred Land.

Of course, Yang Lingchen's decision to confess honestly was also a choice made out of necessity, because his Face could not be hidden in the Haoyue Demon Palace, and this Grey-robed Elder had most likely already recognized him.

"Didn't you say your name was Ouyang Yunfei?" Ling Xinrou asked doubtfully.

"Young Miss Xinrou, I'm sorry. Ouyang Yunfei was the name I used when traveling outside. My real name is actually Yang Lingchen," Yang Lingchen quickly explained.

"This is your Identity Token. Take it! Starting today, you are the Saint of my Haoyue Demon Palace."

As soon as Yang Lingchen finished speaking, Ling Tun quickly tossed an exquisite Identity Token engraved with Yang Lingchen's name to him.

"Senior, you want me to be the Saint?"

Yang Lingchen looked utterly bewildered, reaching out to firmly catch the Identity Token bearing his name.

Although he knew the other party must have been aware of his identity long ago, he never expected that they would have even prepared the Identity Token in advance.

"That's right. From now on, you are the Saint of our Haoyue Demon Palace," Ling Tun confirmed again with a firm tone.

"Thank you, Senior. This Junior accepts the position of Saint."

Yang Lingchen bowed respectfully. Since the other party said so, he had no reason to refuse.

"Alright, you may leave! As long as you do not betray the Haoyue Demon Palace, the Haoyue Demon Palace will be your most solid and reliable backing," Ling Tun said seriously.

He greatly admired and appreciated Yang Lingchen, this young man.

The fact that Yang Lingchen, with mere Great Emperor Realm strength, dared to bravely oppose the number one top Power, meant that this extraordinary courage alone was worthy of the respect and admiration of everyone in the Haoyue Demon Palace.

One must know that the Haoyue Demon Palace and the Firmament Sacred Land were Mortal Enemies locked in an endless cycle of hatred. The deep enmity between the two sides could be traced back thousands of years.

"Senior, please rest assured. As long as the Haoyue Demon Palace does not fail this Junior, this Junior will never betray the Haoyue Demon Palace," Yang Lingchen said resolutely and forcefully.

"Senior Sister Yanyun must know I've arrived, otherwise it would be impossible for them to let an outsider like me become the Saint," Yang Lingchen thought to himself.

In truth, he was not interested in the position of Saint of the Haoyue Demon Palace; he would rather be the Old Ancestor Lingchen of the Haoyue Demon Palace.